Jake: No way! That's our treasure! Wait. I've got it, dude! I'll invite them over early, smooth them over using my personality, and we'll all be best friends before Lady gets here so she doesn't have to feel nervous! It's perfect! I'll just send them a quick Prism-gram. [Begins writing] Mm-hmm. [He finishes and sends the message. The reply comes within seconds.]

[Finn whispers to Jake; in the next scene they can be seen painting the treasure room and singing The Decorating Song, while Jake morphs himself into a rainicorn.]

Finn: Haha, yeah! This plan is perfect!

Jake: You know, I thought painting ourselves rainbow-color using condiments and stuff from the fridge so we could pretend to be rainicorns was a good idea when you pitched it to me five minutes ago, but now I'm not so sure, man.

[Finn scowls. Next, Ethel, Bob, and Jake wrestle with their horns. Ethel charges into Finn from behind and knocks him down; she and Bob laugh. Finn looks at Jake who just shrugs helplessly. Next, Finn is places on a coiled-up Ethel, who suddenly juts out like a spring, sending Finn flying off into a glass bottle. Bob places Finn on a coiled-up Jake who does the same, reluctantly. Finn falls through the ceiling of the living room in the Tree Fort.]

Jake: I know, I know, I'm sorry. But they really like me. Your plan is working perfectly!

Finn: Being poked in the buns and laughed at was not in my plan! Not in the plan!

Jake: Look, Finn, you know I got yo back fo'-eva', but right now, you're the only one who can help me. Come on, homie. [He smiles at Finn who is still making an angry face.] Homies help homies. [Finn smiles.] [Ethel and Bob enter laughing.] Hey, guys. You ready to get this game goin' again?

Jake: Thanks, Finn. [To Ethel and Bob] Okay. Don't worry about a thing. Finn'll make a great lunch. He's a little raw, but he's got great taste.

Bob: What?! Wow! So wealthy, and so generous!

Ethel: Ah! I was hoping! [Laughs] I was afraid to ask!

[Ethel and Bob gather around Finn. Bob rips off Finn's shirt.]

Finn: WAAAH! Jake!! I think they wanna eat me!!

Ethel: Of course we do! Jake said you'd "make a great lunch"!

Finn: JAKE! COME ON!

Jake: [Panicking] Man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man....

[Bob bites Finn's stomach.]

Finn: AAAH! Knock it off, Bob!! [Punches him]

Ethel: [Punching Finn] Don't you touch him!!

[The three continue fighting.]

Jake: Come on, stop it, guys! Come on, y'all, I said stop! [Growls angrily then grows huge] NOW, THAT'S ENOUGH!!! Nobody's eating Finn!! He's not my butler, and he's not food! Finn is my friend! [Ethel and Bob gasp.] I'm sorry I let the lies get so far outta hand. I just got so scared of losing Lady! [To himself] But if they hate me, so be it. No more lies. [Retracts to his default form]